The Enemy of the Good (eideteker) wrote,
The Enemy of the Good

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Raisin d'Etre

I'm missing you like I miss my baby teeth
I'd kiss you like I'd kiss some guy named Keith
We're strangers, aren't we?
It's strange how we aren't free.

My mother never told me I'd feel like this
She'd tell me to hush, give me a gentle kiss
I'd slip to sleep to dream
in memories pristine

And like silence stalks the sound
inbetween it falls around
Love flows under ground

Echoes of eyes reflecting summer skies
and memories of sighs Why can't I wise
up and carry on? Instead I try to write a song
to you and the things you do to me

We're strangers, aren't we?
It's strange sometimes
what we can and can't see...

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